Short, but drunk anyway

This morning, I went to the police station/Questura at Cordusio, as told by the Ufficio Municipale. When I got there, I was told it was the wrong Questura. I should go to the Questura Centrale---> at Piazza Della Scala. So I went to that piazza, but there was no questura there. I asked a police officer, but he explained it very badly, so I got lost. I then tried to return to Piazza della Scala, but 5 meters away from me, an accident happened. An older man got run over by a scooter: I think he was dead. After this, I didnt feel like looking anymore for the appropriate questura. I also had to get to Uni. So I did, and followed some more introductionary classes. (Someone told me in the meantime where to find the Questura Centrale: 10 minutes walking from my house). After the class, we had lunch and I went home. At home, I did nothing until Meghan arrived with some friends: we sat outside on the terrace and drank--->As a result we danced on the terrace for a long time. Now it is late, 3AM and I am tired: I will go to bed. If the weather is good tomorrow, I will go to Como.
ciao, OJ